Lyrics
They found my body near the river
Now all the people in our town, they think it was your father
I didn't get your consent
But that's how I make my rent
The voyeur
It's hard to make a friend
When it's too hard to put down the lens
And so
I float
Drifted about 15 miles past Jamestown
I was recovered in Lamore, where I floated onto shore
The James was good to me
But the barbed wire, that's another story
It's hard to rest in peace
When you can't get no sympathy
And so
I can't seem to keep my mind off that night
The way that you laughed with all your friends beneath the bar lights
I couldn't help but hate you
So I followed you home
And oh, take off your clothes
Stand by the window
So I can see the scar that sits below your navel
And oh, with the rosary
How I wish that was me
How I wish I could rest upon your chest forever
I float
I wish that I believed in heaven
I can't thank Sunday school for that
Send me a seven-digit pin code
Let me repent, let me believe
We learned it all once we could comprehend
The folding of our hands, the bending of our knees
And the Hail Mary's all along the bedside
My innocence, it must have caught his eye
Enough to ruin the last sixteen years of my life
It's so hard to repent
When you've been given no such reason to believe
I took off my clothes
Stood by the window
Don't you see that same scar sits below my navel
And oh, but it's there for a lack
Better yet, the lack thereof
How I wish I could come back as a piece of jewelry
And oh
I float
